I have to be honest with you: This isn't really archaic art. It's just some random stuff I started to draw one day, in the middle of a boring class. It's only that. And then again it's more than that. At first I started doing quick sketches of my teacher or the guys sitting next to me. And after doing this for almost a year I got better at it. I improved. They say practice will often cause that... a certain improvement. If that's the case, I'll continue holding pens and nibs.

February 25, 2013

Swamp Thing # 40, 41 & 42 - Moore, Bissette, Alcalá & Totleben

Stephen Bissette & John Totleben

Lycanthropy is associated with lunar cycles. The full moon exacerbates the beast within. But what happens when, instead of a traditional werewolf, we have a wolf-woman? Does the lunar cycle stimulate her in the same manner? Or does her menstruation cycle affect her bestial transformation? After destroying a covenant of aquatic vampires, John Contantine asks Swamp Thing to embark on another adventure. This time, however, there are no evil creatures, just a woman scorned and humiliated by her sexist husband. Alan Moore explains the practices of the native American Indians and how they used to temporarily exile menstruating women. There is a stigma associated with the female condition and the blood of the reproductive cycle. In the story, a husband makes fun of his wife, telling her that the Indians were smart enough to get rid off women during “that time of the month”. Moore presents a middle class couple and their middle class neighbors. Men joke around about pre-menstrual-syndrome and the infinite patience required to deal with that. Women simply set the table and clean the dishes. Have things changed after 28 years? I seriously doubt that. Men still feel more comfortable with machismo and women are still slightly discriminated in our phallocentric society. In most countries, including my own, women earn less money than men despite the fact of having the same educational background. Cases of domestic violence continue to arise, and it is still women who get injured at the hands of their husbands. Every TV ad about cleaning products keeps showing the same image: a docile housewife whose only purpose in life is to do the laundry. It’s amazing, and we’re supposed to be in the 21st century.When “The Curse” was published in Swamp Thing # 40 (September 1985), many readers were scandalized by the story. Besides, the Comics Code Authority strictly forbade sex and all related subjects. Therefore menstruation was a taboo. Nevertheless, Karen Berger decided to publish the story anyway, and today, almost three decades later, it still remains as a justified admonition. Stephen Bissette and John Totleben drew some truly spectacular pages here, my favorite is probably the confrontation between Swamp Thing and the wolf-woman, the immobile and monstrous bodies before the struggle and the intricately detailed close up of the last two panels.

Against a wolf-woman / contra la mujer lobo

I would like to say that after 30 years no such thing as racism exists. But of course, if I say that I would be lying. “Southern Change” (Swamp Thing # 41) starts with the harmless arrival of a television crew. They’re filming a new soap opera in the plantations of Louisiana. Local people have been hired as extras and even Abby Arcane visits the set. However, the presence of the living greatly disturbs the dead: “What do they think about, in their beds beneath the ground? What do the dead people think about?”. Surely they remember... hundreds of black slaves, tortured, mutilated, murdered, think about their white masters. When Abby talks about the irony of having the descendants of those black slaves acting as black slaves in a TV show only to receive a meager paycheck, she asks the Swamp Thing if that is sad or funny. “It is human”, it’s his reply. The artist is again Stephen Bissette, but since John Totleben was busy producing a beautifully painted cover, the guest inker here is Alfredo Alcalá. Alfredo provides a much needed strength and rudeness to the artist’s pencils, expressing all the rage and hatred between black and white people.

Stephen Bissette & Alfredo Alcalá

“Strange Fruit” has one of the best initial pages I have read in my life. The skeleton of a black slave, buried centuries ago, cannot rest. He wants to yawn but he’s afraid to lose his jaw in the process, he can’t raise his hand to “rub the cobwebs” from his eye sockets. He feels the formation of fungus for fifty years, he counts the insects that walk over his bones, he names them, one by one, inventing “dynasties” of bugs, he does everything he can, but eventually he realizes that it is impossible to sleep, and he starts moving. And next to him, in the coffins of the cemetery, all the dead awake, anxious, longing for freedom: “The pain cannot be buried and forgotten. The pain cannot remain in the past or hidden beneath the soil. That which is buried is not gone. That which is planted will grow”. The result of centuries of slavery is no longer buried, and the few white men that remain in the plantations will soon fall prey of an army of living dead. Swamp Thing manages to burn down most of the zombies, but a few of them escape. In the final page, one of them “finds coffin-like comfort working the ticket booth in a grindhouse theater”, coming from another era, he feels more than satisfied making minimal wage and having no benefits or rights, his employer knows that he’s exploiting this odd looking man, but he’s so happy about finding a hardworking man that will never complain about anything. The penciler of “Strange Fruit” is Stephen Bissette, and his inker this time is Ron Randall. In the preface of this volume, Stephen explains that the last page of this issue made him realize something: “it still resonates with the reality of what I was living at the time. Unlike the zombie ticket seller I wasn’t happy feeling boxed in” and so after two years of non-stop work Stephen finally decided that it was time to take a rest. He would only stay until the end of the American Gothic saga. And thus begins the end of an era. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

About Me

Comic books are my passion. They are as precious to me as the oxygen I breathe, and perhaps even more. The 9th art has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. And through the years, this passion kept on increasing, thus turning me into an active participant. I started as a reader and later on I became a full-fledged writer and artist. Indeed I’ve found the perfect way to have twice as much pleasure when it comes to comics: I can either read them or write and draw them. And I absolutely love doing both!